It was from watching the movie Ghostbusters that I realised authority is not above reproach. Also that authority can be embodied by a man with an alleged lack of a penis.
Fifty minutes of gothic tales, ghostly anecdotes, urban legends, nursery rhymes and appropriately spooky tunes.
Anna Baddely, editor of the Omnivore, writing in The Guardian on the relative inconspicuousness of digital backlist titles on ebook retailer sites compared with new release titles, and whether this suggests a
gap in the market for a virtual “secondhand” bookshop.
All this self-mythologising isn’t very British, frankly. It is off-putting, too, especially as (the Doctor) was conceived, in 1963, as a dotty old meddler in a time machine that did not work properly. The essence of his charm was that he was not an intergalactic superhero in the Flash Gordon mould, but a wandering eccentric. The programme was a celebration of the nerdy underdog, not the strutting bully-boy that the Doctor has become.
Hits the Dalek right in the eyestalk. (Thanks to @timsterne for the link.)
I never carry appropriate wet weather protection because I refuse to support the corporate hegemony of Big Umbrella.
It’s really more of an Inhuman Centipede when you think about it.
couchmovi.es is a project by Tyson Armstrong that lets you “quickly see which movies are on TV”1. Great idea, elegant execution. You can read about the (rapid) development of the project on Tyson’s blog.
I have this weird thing where if a movie is on TV and I own the DVD, I’ll put the DVD on. couchmovi.es helps me continue to be weird.
1. On Australian free-to-air networks
Don’t know your Australia from your Austria? Your Sydney from your Salzburg? Mike Lynch at Nannygoat Hill has a helpful guide for the confused.
I’m at that special age where I’m still young enough to sense when I’m exhibiting bum crack, but just old enough not to worry much about concealing it.
Author James Dawson on balancing a realistic portrayal of teenagers (and swearing) in teen fiction against the objections of gatekeepers,
arguably the most powerful link in the publishing chain:
Interestingly ‘shit’ was only allowed as a curse, not as a bodily function (all bodily functions were removed at the edit, to make the characters more aspirational). It was only when editing my new, second novel that I asked if I could use even stronger swear words in an extreme situation of peril.
(It) is something, perhaps, about their entitlement that makes these freaks so unbridled. They have been bred up within the establishment, they know the rules intimately, and so they know, precisely, how to break them. Also, their confidence attracts the less socially secure… from less elevated backgrounds, who are constantly ill at ease in any social situation. Then, the freak emerges — beautifully tailored or, in Withnail’s case, looking somehow stylish even in a sweaty suit he hasn’t changed for months, riddled with aphorisms, squandering their privilege with such sophistication, such intelligence, that it is fascinating to observe.
The Withnail character from the film Withnail & I is compared with F. Scott Fitzgerald’s Jay Gatsby and Evelyn Waugh’s Sebastian Flyte in this examination of the ‘my friend the freak’ genre, in which a first-person viewpoint character narrates the (mis)adventures of another, more
compelling, eccentric, self-destructive and generally wildly entertaining character.
“No, Stormtrooper, I did not say ‘These are the droids we’re cooking for’.” #dioramafriday
Hats were invented principally to hide hat hair.
Making plans to open a specialty bottleshop called The Amazing Cider-Man.
My nascent writing skills took a huge leap forward when I started writing fan fiction as a teenager… I lost all the inhibitions and hang-ups of the classroom… and wrote purely for the fun of it.
@snazdoll on the value of writing (and reading) fan fiction. I agree totally: The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy inspired me to fill whole exercise books with thinly-disguised knock-offs; even if the writing was terrible, I was learning the conventions of dialogue, paragraph rhythm, even stuff as rudimentary as indenting text for readability. Later I got into fan fiction through reading and publishing stories in Doctor Who fanzines. Fan fiction was far less visible then than it is now, so I guess that’s why I never felt much shame about it; there was nobody around to sneer at it.
There isn’t a university of writing. There are courses that help talented writers reach their potential or forge professional networks, sure, but for that talent to exist in the first place, would-be writers need the freedom to fill exercise books or post to fanfic boards, without inhibitions or hang-ups.
Accidentally bought a 2 litre carton of cremasterised milk.
After five years, I’m finally on first name terms with the little chap from the deli. (It turns out his first name is “Smallchap”!)
Jaws would have been even scarier if it had been about a shart.
“I wish coffee didn’t make me sneeze so much.”
— Me, looking at those weird stains on the walls and roof.